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Feb 2014
In my ancient age, I foresee, I will be happier
I will be happy in your sweet companionship
It will be all smiles with grandchildren o'ours

So happy will be our marriage, I tell you dear
Tender & soft along with all our time aplenty
We will leave this life to sleep away peaceably
My HP Poem #535
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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